"Whoosh --"
Chu Xuan crushed the thin frost with one foot, and white mist rose from the edge of his boots, as if someone had secretly lit a cloud lamp.
He squinted his eyes and looked ahead at the rift in the canyon - the outermost circle of the Kunlun Secret Realm, commonly known as the "Breath Pass". Taking a breath, the spiritual energy is so intense that it can choke the throat. If the inner disciples of the Qingyun Sect were to come here, they would probably be intoxicated first.
"Five times the concentration..." A wisp of spiritual energy condensed into ice crystals at the tip of Ling Qingxue's finger, ding and shattering into stardust. "Sit here for three days and you'll reach the sect for half a month."
"Don't sit here, sister." Sumei 'er leaned against the amethyst staff and laughed like a fox that had stolen a chicken. "Sit down again, and someone's little mind won't be able to be suppressed."
Chu Xuan's mouth twitched, and his dantian was indeed swollen. Just as the second level of the spirit platform was stable, the threshold of the third level was pounding with a huge amount of spirit energy, as if someone was Shouting inside: Open the door, check the water meter!
"Even if it can't be pressed down, it must be pressed down." He took a deep breath and then exhaled slowly, "there might be something crouching in the depths of the secret realm. I don't want to break the steps on the spot, roll on the ground in pain, and then be carried by the four of you."
"What's wrong with being carried?" Ye Zining, carrying the Demon Emperor Sword, fluttered in her red dress, "Sister, I have great strength. I can carry you back and forth twice without breathing."
"I thank you." Chu Xuan rolled his eyes but felt warm in his heart. This woman always speaks with a hint of bandit, but she is the most reliable at critical moments.
Yao Ji crouched down, her palm touching the ground, a faint, soft light seeping into the soil. A moment later, she raised her eyes, her voice soft but firm: "Three hundred feet below, the spiritual veins like dragons, head towards the depths of the secret realm."
"The head of the dragon?" Chu Xuan raised his eyebrows.
"The evil energy is also heavy." Yao Ji completed the second half of the sentence, and a fleeting black mist appeared in her pupils, "as if bitten by some giant beast."
A few of them looked at each other, understanding each other - Taotie.
"Then let's set up camp on the periphery first, use the spiritual energy to practice and push the state to the peak." Ling Qingxue made the decision, drawing the Cold Moon sword half an inch from its scabbard, the sound of the sword crisp, "If we go further in, I'm afraid there won't be time for us to refine it slowly."
"Agree." " Chu Xuan nodded, found a huge rock that was sheltered from the wind, sat cross-legged, and pinched the Ziwu spell with his hand. "Give me half an hour. I'll deal with this group of mischievous spirits first."
"I'll give you a stick of incense." Su Mei 'er threw out a purple crystal hourglass, and the crystal sand fell down. "If it's over time, I'll use the 'Love Silk Pill' to make you sleep for three days, so you won't have to grit your teeth here."
"The most venomous woman's heart." Chu Xuan grumbled, but no more nonsense. In an instant, he closed his eyes and opened his primordial spirit.
Boom --
The surrounding spiritual energy swarmed in like a swarm of smelling whales, forming a funnel-shaped whirlpool above his head. At the edge of the whirlpool, the four colors of ice blue, crimson gold, deep purple and green interwove, corresponding to the breath of the four female cultivators, like four long dragons protecting their masters, coiled and roaring.
"TSK TSK, face." Ye Zining whistled and leaned on the sword to protect him.
"Keep your voice down." Ling Qingxue held her back with her arm. "Let him focus."
...
In the dantian, the spirit shone brightly.
The pale gold base of the second layer is complete, and the jade steps of the third layer are faintly visible. Chu Xuan, however, forced his form to split the surging spiritual energy into two: half was introduced into the spiritual platform to reinforce the barrier, and the other half was introduced into the limbs and bones to refine the body.
He did not want to break the steps here. He had tasted the soreness of breaking the steps - ants crawling in the crevices of bones, itchy and painful, no image at all.
"Press on me!"
The spirit's radiance soared, like an invisible hand, snapping back the third layer of the jade steps. The spirit was not willing to give up and fought back even more fiercely.
"Hey, still excited?" Chu Xuan felt fierce in his heart and silently recited the general outline of the "Contract of All Spirits". In an instant, the four strands of Daoist breath merged into one, transformed into grayish-white chaotic qi, and flashed down from top to bottom -
The restless spirit energy instantly became obedient, lined up obediently, and flowed along the meridians at a constant speed.
Outside, the funnel vortex slowly drew in and eventually turned into a wisp of white mist, sinking into his celestial spirit.
Chu Xuan opened his eyes, a flash of light vanished in his eyes, and his breath sank like a mountain.
A stick of incense is just right. Su Mei 'er pinched the last grain of sand from the hourglass.
"Thanks." Chu Xuan rose to his feet, his bones crackling like beans, his mouth curled up, "Building the second layer of the foundation, as solid as a rock, ready to break through the third layer at any time."
"Not at any time." Ling Qingxue looked deep into the canyon, and the Cold Moon sword murmured softly, "Something has awakened inside."
Before he could finish speaking, a mighty pressure gushed out from the crack, like an ancient beast turning over, and the spirit of heaven and earth suddenly froze.
Chu Xuan narrowed his eyes, his palms sweating profusely at some point.
"Taotie?" He whispered.
"Like, and not like." Yao Ji shook her head, and with a light wave of her plain hand, the All-seeing Mirror emerged, its surface rippling and reflecting a blurry black shadow - with bone spurs on her back and a prominent head, she was sleeping soundly at the head of the spiritual vein, swallowing a great deal of spiritual energy with every breath.
"Devouring ancient beast, roe owl." Ye Zining's eyes flashed. "A distant relative of the gluttonous, with the same appetite, but less fierce."
"The roe owl guards the gate, interesting." Su Mei 'er licked her lips, the amethyst staff touched the ground, "If you do it, the head of the spirit vein will be ours."
"If you can't do it, let it do it." Chu Xuan shrugged his shoulders, but his laughter grew wild. "I like this kind of multiple-choice question."
"Then --" Ling Qingxue lay her sword in front, ice blue sword qi splitting the air, "Go to war!"
The four women stepped forward at the same time, their breath piercing the sky, causing the clouds and winds in the canyon to change.
Chu Xuan took a deep breath of the rich and greasy spiritual energy, and the pale and chaotic energy in his palm surged. He chuckled:
"Brother Roe Owl, I'm sorry, you have to move your nest today!"
Roar --
A low roar rolled out in response from the depths of the canyon, like a muffled thunderclap over the hearts of all. The spiritual energy was instantly disordered, and the wind, carrying the rubble, came crashing down on the face, causing pain.
"Here it comes!" " Chu Xuan grabbed with his back hand, and the greyish-white chaotic gas condensed into a gas shield, shattering all the rubble into dust. In the next second, the ground shook violently, and a huge creature broke through the mist and landed a hundred feet away with a crash.
It was a roe owl - with a dragon's head and a jackal's body, three rows of bone spines on its back, dark green eyes, black swirls swirling in its pupils as if it could swallow light. It opened its mouth and sucked, and the surrounding spiritual energy turned into a substantial torrent that it swallowed into its belly, its belly bulging like a bronze bell.
"Good fellow, one mouthful is equivalent to three days' worth of cultivation." Chu Xuan gasped, turned his head and grobbed, "According to the plan, cut off its way back!"
"Ice Realm, Cold Star!" Ling Qingxue was the first to act. The Cold Moon sword drew an arc, and a thousand miles of frost and snow emerged out of nowhere, and the temperature dropped sharply. At the tip of the sword, a torrent of ice blue roared out and instantly sealed the limbs of the roe owl.
Crack crack crack - the ice spread, but it didn't freeze, the roe owl's muscles quivered, the bones shone black, and the ice cracked inch by inch.
"Hell Manto!" Sumeier followed closely, the amethyst staff touched the ground, the crimson fire lotus bloomed layer upon layer, the tongues of fire rolled up the bones, making a crackling sound. Water and fire met, white mist rose, and the canyon instantly became a steamer.
The roe owl eats the pain, roars and shatters the mountain walls, and sweeps its tail, carrying the black wind, strikes the two. The air was torn apart with a shrill roar that numbed the eardrums.
"Demon Shadow · Split the Air!" Ye Zining's figure flickered and transformed into a red shadow that flashed beneath the roe owl's belly. The Demon Emperor's sword swung the half circle, and the sword light swelled three feet, striking the relatively soft belly with great force. Puff - Scales shattered, green blood splattered.
The roe owl was in great pain, and its huge tail turned halfway towards Ye Zining. The red-clothed girl, with the force of her chop, flips her hawk over and lightly lands back to Chu Xuan's side.
"Good swordsmanship!" Chu Xuan praised, the chaotic qi in his palm churning, "It's my turn - Chaos · Lock Dragon!"
The greyish-white air howled out, and in mid-air turned into four chains, respectively entwining the horned, limbs and tail roots of the roe owl. On the surface of the chains, four colors of talismans flowed, icy cold, hot, demonic power, and spiritual energy interwove, precisely formed by the breath of the four women.
Roar! The roe owl struggled hard, the chains clattering, but tightened more and more. The chaotic air, like a millstone, gradually crushed the black light shield on its body.
"Swallow my spirit? Spit out the principal and interest!" With a sudden clenching of his hands, the chains tightened, and the huge body of the deer owl was pulled to stagger and kneel down, the valley rumbled.
"Refine quickly!" Yao Ji drank, and the primordial spirit energy transformed into a beam of silvery white light, which was injected into Chu Xuan from the celestial spirit. Wherever the silver light passed, the chaotic chain's radiance soared, and the power of strangling multiplied.
Chu Xuan's eyes shone brightly, and his dantian spirit platform shook violently. A vast amount of regenerated spiritual energy flowed back along the chains, half devoured by the spirit body and half divided equally among the four women. The third layer of jade steps, which had been stirring, now shone brightly, with a golden glow.
"If you can't hold it down, then break it!" Chu Xuan let out a long howl, his robes swelling and his breath gushing out like a volcano.
Boom --
Clouds and winds swirl over the canyon, a golden whirlpool emerges, thunder and lightning run. It was a ground-breaking celestial phenomenon of the third floor of the foundation, but Chu Xuan forcibly held it ten feet above his head with primordial energy to prevent it from leaking out, so as not to disturb even more terrifying beings in the depths of the secret realm.
"Freeze for me!" He clasped his hands together, and the whirlpool suddenly contracted, turning into a fist-sized golden ball that spun and swirled, which he swallowed with his mouth open.
Click!
It seemed as if a certain shackle had broken within the body, and the third layer of jade steps on the spiritual platform had solidified completely, with the glow of the dawn flowing. Chu Xuan's aura rose steadily, and in an instant, he was firmly at the peak of the third level of foundation building, just one step away from the fourth level.
"Great!" He let out a long breath of stale air, his eyes dimmed with divine light, and he looked like a divine sword hidden in its sheath, not showing its sharpness but more terrifying.
At the same time, the roe owl let out a wail, the black light that protected his body was torn apart by the chaotic chains, blood gushed, and most of his breath was listless.
"The final strike!" Ling Qingxue's sword tip was raised, and the cold star was ten thousand points.
"No rush." Chu Xuan raised his hand to stop him, and his gaze fell on the head of the roe owl - there was a tuft of greyish-white hair swaying in the wind, giving off a faint, chaotic aura.
"It has swallowed the primordial energy, and its mind is enlightened. It would be a pity to kill it." "Yaoji said softly.
The roe owl seemed to understand, sobbing low, kneeling on the front legs, with the tail rolled aside, showing a submissive posture.
Chu Xuan narrowed his eyes for a moment and then laughed: "If you want to survive, yes, pay the rent - from now on, this head of the spiritual vein belongs to my Dao alliance, you will be the mountain guard beast, pay 30 percent of the spiritual energy every month, will you?"
The roe owl nodded repeatedly, his dark green eyes brimming with the will to survive.
"Clever." Chu Xuan flicked his fingers to break the chains and threw out a low-grade healing pill. "Eat it, get out and heal quickly. Don't delay us from going in."
The roe owl swallowed it in one gulp, turned its head into a rift in the canyon, rumbled away, and the ground trembled.
"Finish the job." Chu Xuan clapped his hands, turned back and grinned at the four girls, "New pet, economical and practical."
"You do know how to be meticulous with your money." " Su Mei 'er covered her lips and chuckled, her purple eyes shining.
"Save as much as you can. You have to save up for the bride price when getting married." Chu Xuan winked and met four cold stares.
"Let's go to the dragon head." Ling Qingxue drew her sword, her ice-blue eyes looking deep into the canyon, her fighting spirit not diminished. "We've collected the rent, and we still have to collect the principal."
"Yes," he said. Chu Xuan waved his hand, and the greyish-white chaos vaporized into a cloud dragon about ten feet long, supporting the five men, pressing against the canyon wall, and dashing towards the head of the spiritual vein.
As he went further in, the spiritual energy grew stronger, almost condensing into liquid, and with each breath, all the internal organs were glowing. On both sides of the cliff, clusters of spirit stones flickered like countless pairs of peeping eyes.
When you reach the dragon head, the view opens up - a huge spiritual vein lies across the bottom of the valley, like a real dragon with distinct scales, and the spiritual energy turns into a milky white mist dragon, spiraling upwards.
There was a dark crack between the head's eyebrows, deep and bottomless, with wisps of evil energy flowing out and interweaving with the spiritual energy to form a strange vortex.
Chu Xuan landed and stared at the crack, his pupils slightly constricted: "The tooth mark of the Taotie."
"Well, one of the sealing nodes." Yaoji spoke softly, her fingertip's innate spiritual energy condensed and transformed into a light needle, gently piercing the crack.
Om --
The black mist suddenly swirled and condensed into a blurry giant eye, coldly staring at everyone as if the abyss were gazing.
Chu Xuan's heart tightened, and the chaotic qi in his palm rose quietly.
The giant eye did not attack, but slowly closed, turned into a wisp of black thread, retreated deep into the crack and disappeared.
"It... It's waiting for us." Ling Qingxue whispered, the Cold Moon Sword quivered as if sensing the scent of the old enemy.
"Then let it wait." Chu Xuan grinned, revealing his white teeth, "Wait until we have eaten and drunk enough to go in and destroy its lair!"
He turned, facing the head of the spirit vein, sat cross-legged and spread his hands: "Sisters, let's get to work - refining!"
The four women smiled at each other, and their respective law enforcement instructions and Daoist breaths converged, transforming into a five-colored torrent that flowed into the dragon's head.
The spirit vein let out a low dragon cry, as if responding.
Outside the canyon, the moonlight was veiled by the spiritual mist, but it couldn't hide the burning fighting spirit in everyone's eyes.
Whether it's the Taotie or the Heavenly Dao Pavilion, this time they will take back all the money and interest!